Roses are Dead

Roses are dead violets are few blood on our shores gulf oil stew BP is reading the Exxon report delay and deceive then take it to court Ice caps are melting though it’s just a phase turn up the heat soak up the rays 911 questions war rages on conspiracy theories answers are gone Lost in our cell phones our facebook our tweet roses are dead beneath our soft feet

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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